Peach blossom cakes, plum wine, seeing things and thinking about people, how can it last forever?
As he drifts away, how can he be as enthusiastic as before?
He thought it was just unrequited love.
After a while, I didn't feel the cold night, stood up, and walked straight to the back room...
The door of the house in the courtyard was closed tightly, the heater was extinguished, leaving only embers and a pile of black ashes. After all, this empty courtyard couldn't bear the cool autumn...
Concept: The plot is always on the wrong side of things